Title: Good, But Not Right
Author: NickyM96
Rating: K+
Summary: Josh is back and he wants Beckett. Light Caskett fluff - not a lot happens.
Spoilers: Current season stuff
Disclaimer: These characters don't belong to me. I'm just borrowing them for my own entertainment purpose and will return them for the next user when done.
Chapter 1
She lets out a contented sigh as she rolls over in the bed, reaching out for him. Her hand encounters empty space.
"Castle?" she calls out, smiling when she spots him standing by the window. "Good morning."
Her smile turns into a frown when she notices his frown - and when she doesn't hear the question he asks her every morning they wake up together.
"Are you okay?" she asks him when he continues to scowl at her.
"I think I'm the one who should be asking you that."
She cringes.
"You're still upset with me," she concludes.
"Upset? Beckett, upset doesn't begin to cover it. How could you …"
"Do my job?" she asks, sitting up in the bed, giving him a scowl of her own. "I was just doing my job."
"That guy grabbed you. He pushed you down to the ground. I was terrified," he confesses. "And I was enraged. Things are different now. You have no business …"
"Don't say it," she growls at him. "Don't you even think of letting the words come out of your mouth!"
She looks around, suddenly itching to throw something at him. The only thing nearby is a pillow. Somehow she doesn't think it will get the point across. Instead, she jumps out of bed and stalks across the room … and immediately stumbles on her unsteady legs. Her head is swimming and the lurching in her stomach is more than she can handle. She reaches the wastebasket just in time.
When the awful retching is over, she feels Castle lift her hair out the way and press a cool, wet cloth to the back of her neck. A glass of water is pressed into her hands next.
"So you can rinse your mouth," he says sheepishly. "Let's get you back into bed."
They slowly walk back across the room and he tucks her in, handing her the pack of crackers they keep on the nightstand.
"Sorry. I was an idiot," he apologizes. He brushes the hair off her forehead before pressing a kiss there.
"No, Castle. You're right," she sighs. "Things are different now and I have no business being out on the streets. I just didn't want to admit it anymore than I want to admit that I can't even zip my jeans anymore. I'll talk to Gates today."
"Kate, I …"
"Castle, no," she says, grabbing his hand and placing it on the small mound her belly has become. "You had every right to be angry and to call me out on my stubbornness."
"But I made you sick," he says guiltily. "I know you're not your best in the mornings."
She just smiles and hugs him.
"I love you," she whispers.
"Let's restart this day," he suggests, climbing over her to lay in the bed next to her. When they get settled, he turns to her and says, "Good morning."
She smiles, knowing what's coming next.
"Marry me."
Her heart melts hearing the words, even though it's been their morning routine for months.
"Soon," she whispers, giving him her usual response. She snuggles deep into his arms and sighs in contentment. "Never stop asking, promise?"
"Promise."